Katriona‘s [POV]
I shove at the door, paying no mind to the doorman’s shocked face when I bust out the other side in a dead run.
My feet barely holding me up, I don’t stop until I’m sitting in a safe room, with a safe door, between me and the unsafe people in this city.
After making a mad run for it out of Sylan’s office, I didn’t know where to go at first. Buy that ticket to New York?
They’d only pick me up the second the bus arrives at its station. Vegas? Same thing. Back to Sally’s place? My old apartment.
Not hardly. Maybe I could just hop from bus to bus, no destination in mind. Since that involves more money than I have, the police station would have to do.
“I hear you have a pretty exciting story to tell us, Ms.?”
A detective and his partner walk into a
